The Primordial Record
chapter-536

At the location he was at in space, Murrihm could smell a peculiar odor from the Ouroboros Serpents that reminded him of rusted metal, thinking a little deeper, he resolved that the smell was closer to blood.

His Divine Spark all the way in his Divine Kingdom shook, he could feel a dread from the core of his being from every movement made by these monsters, and he watched one of the… snakes? Or were they dragons? What sort of beasts were these? More Infernal than Divine, were these Demons? Am I looking at an acclaimed Demon Prince?'

The Serpent which had a single eye that was so large it covered the central part of its head and was entirely milky white as if it was blind, yet there was nothing of such weakness in these creatures, looked around suspiciously as if it had caught a scent.

Murrihm felt his heart slowly fill with despair as if like a hound catching an interesting fragrance.

The beast turned slowly and looked at him, noticing him truly, with the camouflage doing nothing to hide from its gaze, their eyes met for a brief moment and the Ouroboros Serpent grinned.

As horror flooded his heart, the Serpent suddenly charged at him with speed exceeding his expectations, he could hardly move as the needle-sharp teeth in their hundreds tore through his Divine Body even with his partly ethereal nature.

The beast tore him away from the shadows of the void, accompanied by pain as he had never felt before as a dreadful kind of venom flooded his system before the 'Mortal' ahead froze him in place.

In his mind, Murrihm was already calling this figure a Demon Prince, as all the evidence seemed to fit that pattern.

Whatever the method used to freeze him, it was also killing him, but it was doing it more slowly than the poisons in the fangs of that dreadful beast, and in some way, Rowan's black ice delayed the death of the god, but that was not a mercy, it only prolonged his suffering.

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All these thoughts rang through the head of Murrihm, The Star Gazer as he looked with despair behind him as his Divine Palace was crumbling. His appearance had always been young, like a fourteen-year-old boy with short and curly blond hair.

He had always been carefree, ignoring conflicts and seeking a simple life, his talents ensured he was useful but not necessary, keeping him safe from those with greedy intentions.

Murrihm did not want to die, he was still so young, and many of his children were still out in the cosmos, if not him, who would gather them all and give them their names?

A helpless mewling sound escaped from his mouth, as half of his Divine Palace crumbled to nothingness, his enemies were before his gates, and he was going to die, his God Stone would not protect his Divine Spark, Dao Ma was powerful and he had fallen, that means he was next!

Hi panicked panting was interrupted by warm hands on his shoulders and he yelped in shock and jumped backward, his eyes widened and filled with tears when he saw who had appeared, three figures stood behind him, having stepped out of the portal,

They were two male and a female, and they blazed with light so bright they resembled three suns.

These trios were called the Three Horsemen of War and Judgement, the female goddess was a Major God called Shario the Scourge.

The two male gods were her subordinates, they were Minor gods with powerful combat abilities that synchronized perfectly with Shario the Scorge, enhancing her already formidable powers to the limits.

The sun blazing from their bodies faded and displayed the form of the three gods. Shario The Scourge appeared to be a heavy-set woman in her fifties, her waist was thick and her breasts were large, her eyes were big and bright blue, filled with a weird sense of mirth that only this goddess could understand, but anyone who knew her would know the amusement in her eyes only held sadistic pleasure.

From afar she appeared to be a soft woman, but only when you came close and began to see the scars decorating her thick arms filled with rippling muscles would the title of the Three Horsemen of War and Judgement begin to make sense.

The other two gods were in full body armor, and nothing of their features could be seen behind their black and gray armor, the only indication of their appearances was the furry tail waving behind their waist that pointed towards their animalistic origins.

In fact, most of the gods of the Cerulean Galaxy had roots that descended from the Sacred Beast that had been worshiped for countless years and later gave birth to Divinity after countless years of worship.

Many of their gods stayed at the Earth god stage for an extremely long amount of time, before perishing due to their souls collapsing after enduring countless years, or perishing to war or other maladies that assailed beings of this level, only the very lucky few ascend to the Throne of the gods, gaining an Immortal Soul and living forever.

The regal voice of Shario The Scourge sounded out, "You summoned us into your Divine Kingdom Murrihm, does whatever troubles you be so great that you would open your privates for your neighbors to help you scratch your balls? If so, open wide, I always wanted to play with them!"

Murrihm, The Star Gazer laughed aloud, ignoring her infamous biting words, as he cried out, "Quick, you got to…"

Suddenly he felt his perspective change, his vision spinning in circles, and then it suddenly steadied, he was confused as he saw his body a few feet away standing without his head, he rolled his eyes upwards and saw his hair was being held by the monster inside that Palace.

This monster looked down at his head and grinned, with his other hand he brought a single bloody finger to his lips and said, "Shush!"